I Can't Protect You From Knowledge.

Just As I’ve Always Known There Are Monsters In The World, Monsters And Things Even More Evil, I’ve Always Known That It Is God Who Keeps Evil At Bay.

A Second Floor Window Opened, And Kyle Stuck His Head And Shoulders Out So He Could Look Down At Us. “if You Two Are Finished Playing Cowboy And Indian Out There, Some Of Us Would Like To Get Their Beauty Sleep.” I Looked At Warren. “you Heard ‘um Kemo Sabe. Me Go To My Little Wigwam And Get ‘um Shut-eye.” “how Come You Always Get To Play The Indian?” Whined Warren, Deadpan. “cause She’s The Indian, White Boy,” Said Kyle.

If It Looks Like A Hallway, Feels Like A Hallway, And Acts Like A Hallway—is It Important To Figure Out That It Isn’t A Hallway?

I Was Too Busy Fighting The River To Worry About Adjusting My Beliefs In Accordance To Reality.

Christmas Garland And A Rock?" He Said, A Smile In His Voice."why Not An Ornament?" "wolves Aren't Fragile," I Told Him. "and They're... Stubbon And Hard To Move